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Chapter 392: The Terrifying "Hall of Obsession Sculptures"

May 10, X023, 3:35 AM, Art Building Lobby.

Lin Yi's "intrusion" didn't initially cause much of a stir in the stagnant, oppressive atmosphere, but the attraction and subsequent capture of the Smiling Angels significantly reduced the pressure on the struggling art students, leading some to notice Lin Yi's presence.

"Holy crap, is that someone… streaking?!"

"Why are so many Smiling Angels going after him?"

"Smiling Angels… are into that too?"

People always focus on the most shocking scene first, or… a few scenes. And the current scene was clearly a massive shock to the art students' minds, alongside being an eyesore.

A streaking guy, drawing away the hatred of all the Smiling Angels in the lobby.

The artistic elements were also about three or four stories high, though the style was very manic and broken…

If Lin Yi knew what their first reaction was, he'd really want to die.

Please, in a moment of despair, someone comes to relieve your pressure, do you care if I'm a mecha transformation or a magical girl transformation, damn it!

"He's not streaking…"

"His clothes… are being eroded…"

"He's not an art student… he's the dorm manager…"

"It's normal for the dorm manager not to have a uniform… and not be able to withstand the erosion of the gray fog and moisture…"

One of the more perceptive art students recognized Lin Yi's "identity" through the old kerosene lamp in his hand.

"Dorm manager…? Could he be lost?"

"Regardless of whether he's lost or not, he's intentionally helping us. While he's relieving the pressure, let's quickly patch up some of that hole!"

Meanwhile, Lin Yi quickly approached the gloomy corridor. Many corridors were distributed within the art building lobby, but the corridor occupied by the "Obsession Sculptures" was incomparably dark, as if not even the slightest ray of light could penetrate it.

Approaching that corridor felt like stepping half a foot into the edge of a forgotten nightmare. The oppressive feeling in the darkness tugged at the vision, making it only possible to barely see the outline of the humanoid Obsession Sculptures at the edge of the corridor.

This was the first time Lin Yi had observed these sculptures so closely. Each one was like a prison shell of a soul dragged out from the depths of darkness. The outlines were faintly visible in the dim light, as if eroded by time, or twisted by some mysterious force.

It was hard to imagine how much torment and suffering they had experienced to transform from art students into this appearance.

As Lin Yi approached, the "Obsession Sculptures" finally triggered their hunting mechanism after their "territory" was invaded. Their gray eyeballs rolled around, and two points of faint light slowly condensed, as if the nuclear reactor of a super mecha was ignited, eventually flickering with a dim golden glow.

Immediately afterward, a slight "crack" sounded, like the sign of ice breaking. Fine cracks began to appear on the "Obsession Sculptures", and then their originally still bodies, like inanimate objects, began to tremble slightly. Stone chips fell like fine sand, as if an ancient seal was peeling off.

The bodies of the "Obsession Sculptures" were covered in cracks, and their limbs began to move in an extremely unnatural posture, as if pulled by invisible threads. The joints made a teeth-aching "creak" sound, and every movement was like a painful struggle against long-term imprisonment.

Sensing the pollution fluctuations of Lin Yi and the Smiling Angels, the nearest Obsession Sculptures seemed to have received some kind of summon, and tentatively stretched their arms out of the corridor. As they moved, the flickering candlelight seemed to be obscured by black mist, and a huge shadow appeared.

The bodies of the "Obsession Sculptures" merged into the shadows, reaching out to grab Lin Yi at the front.

【…fanTome…】

【fan…Tome… fRa… for…RidEn…】

【fanTome… fRa forRidEn…】

They let out a low roar, as if they were souls trapped in endless darkness for countless years, praying day and night for the fall of glory, but when the light truly appeared, they were stung by the light, dared not approach, but hated to destroy it.

Complex, broken, manic…

The hand of the Obsession Sculpture quickly fell in front of Lin Yi.

As the crisis approached, Lin Yi shuddered with excitement, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

"Heh heh heh…" Lin Yi also made a low laugh, and golden light floated in his eyes, but compared to the golden light of the Obsession Sculptures and Smiling Angels, the golden light in his eyes was more like a burning golden flame.

Lin Yi's mind moved at will, and "Super Perception" was activated in real time. His perception of time suddenly became sharp, and the movements of the Obsession Sculptures suddenly became slow in his eyes.

He restrained his desire to dodge, and only when the hand of the Obsession Sculpture was about to touch his skin did he explode with an instant acceleration, dodging the attack with the traditional leg technique "Ashura Flash".

As soon as he dodged, the unlucky one was naturally the Smiling Angel.

The Smiling Angel's mind was all on Lin Yi, and it was grabbed by the Obsession Sculpture…

But Lin Yi quickly discovered that although the Obsession Sculptures restrained the Smiling Angels, they seemed to be like Venus flytraps, needing to digest one before they could deal with the next one.

Lin Yi gritted his teeth, feeling that these Obsession Sculptures were somewhat different from what he had imagined!

The scene he had imagined should have been him dragging the Smiling Angels to the entrance of the corridor, and then the Obsession Sculptures frantically hunting the Smiling Angels, but the actual situation was very different…

He thought the Obsession Sculptures dealing with the Smiling Angels was like Plants vs. Zombies, but the real situation turned out to be Zuma.

"No, I have to get more Obsession Sculptures moving!"

Lin Yi looked down at his watch.

3:36.

He quickly calculated in his mind.

"Leaving the art building lobby, there's only one corridor left. With the old kerosene lamp, it won't take me too much time…"

"The wind tunnel effect is not obvious in that corridor, especially after leaving, there's almost no impact, only that stone bridge left…"

When he came, he didn't encounter any difficulties on the stone bridge.

"If I sprint like crazy, I can run to the elevator shaft in less than ten minutes. To be on the safe side, reserve half the time to deal with emergencies…"

"It's 3:36 now, I can stay until 3:45 at most, and I can't delay any longer!"

Helping others is possible if you have the ability, but the premise is that it can't affect yourself.

To put himself in danger to help Maozi, wouldn't that be robbing Peter to pay Paul? In this regard, Lin Yi was still dominated by reason.

Nine minutes was the time limit he set for himself, and also the time he left for the Obsession Sculptures to fight.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and rushed into the gallery.

As soon as he entered the corridor, darkness engulfed Lin Yi like a tide, and the Obsession Sculptures, one after another, began to come to life.

The dust on them rustled and fell, filling the air, choking Lin Yi, who could only cover his nose as he walked.

Their bodies also began to slowly stretch, their spines straightening joint by joint, emitting a series of dull "creak" sounds, as if bones that had been inactive for a long time were readjusting to movement.

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As Lin Yi continued to run deeper into the corridor, everything around him began to stagnate, as if he were advancing in a swamp, and an invisible force seemed to be preventing him from going further.

A sense of unease arose in Lin Yi's heart, and he looked down at his watch, and the flow of time had indeed changed.

"The time and space in the depths of the corridor... there really is a problem! I can't go any deeper!"

The space ahead appeared very strange in the dark space filled with mist, and the architectural layers with their initial geometric structure also became faintly distorted.

In the depths of that distorted vision, the appearance of the obsession sculptures was very different from that at the entrance of the corridor. They let out dry and hoarse roars, the sounds of which seemed to come from the endless abyss, echoing in the corridor, and hurting people's eardrums.

The other obsession sculptures also responded one after another. For a time, all kinds of strange sounds intertwined, with sharp howls and low roars, like a symphony from hell.

Their bodies were also constantly changing during the movement, and the stone texture on their bodies seemed to turn into flowing muscles, and the originally rough surface became smooth and full of vitality.

Those cracks on their bodies seemed to turn into strange secret patterns, as if they were burning.

Their eyes flickered with fiery hatred, staring at the front, in the dim corridor, like a group of demons emerging from the darkness...

Further into the depths, the corridor had completely lost its geometric shape. The distribution was like a broken lamp, or like the world where the clock tower was located. All the fragments that made up the corridor were there, but each piece was relatively independent, like one mirror world after another.

Outside each mirror world, there were a varying number of obsession sculptures.

The petrified poses of these obsession sculptures were strange and varied. Some stretched out their arms, as if desperately begging for something, some had their fingers exaggeratedly bent, as if to grasp the non-existent redemption, and some were hunched over, their heads buried deep between their knees, their entire bodies curled up into a ball, exuding a kind of loneliness and sadness that penetrated into the bone marrow...

A decaying aura permeated that section of the corridor world, like the smell that escaped after an ancient tomb was opened.

In the light and shadow, the facial expressions of the sculptures appeared even more bizarre, and the sunken eye sockets were like endless black holes. No matter which angle you looked at, you felt that there was a pair of eyes coldly watching the intruder inside. The corners of their mouths were slightly raised, outlining a smile that was not a smile, revealing an unspeakable gloom, and some were drooping downwards, as if crying silently, and the pain seemed to penetrate the air and seep into people's souls.

Intuition told Lin Yi that these obsession sculptures did not seem to be transformed from ordinary art students. The evil aura they exuded and the details on the sculptures were chilling.

What's more, some obsession sculptures were covered with cracks, like bodies that had been shattered by great pain.

Beneath those cracks, it seemed that countless unknown secrets were hidden, and some sculptures had strange patterns on the surface, like some kind of ancient runes, or like traces of bugs crawling all over them. Just seeing them made Lin Yi think of some evil rituals in ancient times, and the cursed tragic fate behind the rituals.

"Those obsession sculptures... could they be transformed from 'fanatics'?"

When this thought appeared in Lin Yi's mind, a strange gust of wind suddenly blew through the corridor world, and all the fragments of the mirror world made a whirring sound, like the human-shaped sculptures collectively whimpering and howling.

The wind passed through the obsession sculptures, causing their shadows to sway on the walls, like a strange dance in progress.

Each obsession sculpture was like an imprisoned wronged soul, waiting for liberation or revenge in this dark corridor, and everyone who stepped into this place was like accidentally breaking into a nightmare intertwined with death and despair, tightly entangled by the endless strange atmosphere, and difficult to escape...

Lin Yi's reason told him that it was time to leave, he had to leave.

But an infinite, bold, and extremely blasphemous delusion grew in his mind. His eyes narrowed, and golden flames that burned endlessly rose in his eyes.

In the next moment, his vision actually extended, and then seemed to penetrate the vortex in the depths of the space, crossing a certain indescribable dimension, and saw another strange world full of absurd and mysterious colors in the depths of the corridor world.

It was a world he had never seen before, and even imagination could not completely fill it. The dark corridor was twisted into rough lines, and an unknown light source appeared in that vision, turning into white lines, forming an endless spiral turbine.

"That vortex, how is it so much like a part of 'Starry Night'?"

"The obsession sculptures are definitely not just living here, they seem to be guarding something!"

Lin Yi was horrified, and many guesses appeared in his mind, but at this moment he really couldn't care about thinking carefully, and quickly used his remaining reason to turn his vision, and then withdrew his vision, and immediately turned around and rushed out of the corridor.

He seemed to have seen a corner of a world or dimension that should not be seen, a scene that could not be imagined even in an endless and eternal dream.

He knew he couldn't look anymore, a glimpse was the greatest blasphemy he could do.

He dodged and moved, constantly avoiding the attacks of the obsession sculptures, like a monk breaking through the Eighteen Bronze Men Alley in the Shaolin Temple, and constantly guiding the Smiling Angel to crash into the hands of the obsession sculptures.

The obsession sculptures took stiff and heavy steps, and the stone slabs under their feet were stomped loudly. Each step was like a heavy hammer hitting, and although their movements were mechanical and slow, they carried an indescribable sense of purpose and causality, and could always accurately hit the Smiling Angel and kill it.

There is a very deep saying in this, but Lin Yi didn't have time to explore it, so he could only turn around and rush out of the corridor first.

But as soon as he turned around, he found that a large number of Smiling Angels were still echoing in the corridor. Although the obsession sculptures in front had been assigned Smiling Angels, there were still many Smiling Angels rushing towards him one after another.